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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1837</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-980471139071451618</id><published>2012-02-22T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T23:24:28.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing</title><content type='html'>It's been 4 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-980471139071451618?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/980471139071451618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=980471139071451618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/980471139071451618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/980471139071451618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/02/longing.html' title='Longing'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-209437551705637819</id><published>2012-02-17T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T13:51:40.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant</title><content type='html'>I dread the life I lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I live for others and please them, instead of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me selfish, call me evil, but I'm done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of not being appreciated by people who matter so much to me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-209437551705637819?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/209437551705637819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=209437551705637819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/209437551705637819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/209437551705637819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/02/asdfghjkl.html' title='Rant'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6937955068884286351</id><published>2012-02-16T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T23:19:10.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Life sure has its way with us. At one point, we can be the happiest in this world and the next, we hit rock bottom, not being able to find that very glimpse of hope that we once held on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic, yet it has proven to be the realities of life. And what I've learnt along the way, is that, we live in such an unpredictable and unkind world that our kind gestures are often being taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted that we want to receive more than we give. But shouldn't there be a limit to it? I know you can't cap and calculate such things, but isn't there a limit to everyone's capabilities. There's only so much one can take, and it's unfair to always receive and not give in return. It's plain selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why we have to go through so much in life when our primary role is to live and die. If we're born and made to do things as such, then why do we try so hard to please the people around us? Why do we work so hard to sustain friendships, relationships and such. Why, just why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do admit that I sometimes take things for granted. I admit that I can be quite a brat in my own ways. But when it's time to listen, to ponder and to contribute, I play my part. Is it too much to ask for? To play your part. As a friend, family member or a companion. Is it too much to ask for someone to be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to whine about my role and responsibilities. But I feel that I'm giving more than I'm receiving and above all, I'm not being appreciated and treated in the best possible way. I'm only human, I have feelings. I feel hurt when people doubt me, I feel angry when people doubt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried not to think too much about it. But the more you refuse to think or to push these thoughts back, the more they come and haunt you and breathe down your neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's a girl thing and only we can comprehend with one another. But sometimes, I wish people could be more sensitive towards the things they say to others. We don't owe you a living, don't demand more than we can give. We live in the 21st century and there's gender equality for crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are better cooks and women are not limited to the kitchen. We have our own dreams and aspirations. We shouldn't be confine to the house or be told to do things the traditional way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw traditions, screw conservative mindsets, screw life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling myself that I'm worth more than these is like slitting my wrist a million times, right at the same spot. It doesn't hurt, gives you a sense of satisfaction, yet leaves you a scar to remind you or sometimes takes your life in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously am tired. I feel that I've done my part no matter how others see it. I've done my best, given my all. I give more than I actually receive only to be taken for granted and honestly, this feeling sucks. Especially when you feel that the people closet to you are doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as though I've lost my life, my friends, my connections with the rest of the world, it seems as though I'm slowly fading into the shadows. I'm tired, I really am. I'm giving all I can, without asking for more in return. Why is it so difficult to understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6937955068884286351?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6937955068884286351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6937955068884286351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6937955068884286351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6937955068884286351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/02/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1741049324649329195</id><published>2012-02-14T16:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T16:12:03.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines</title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE! :D &lt;3&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kGIdn161eO0/TzoXUc92qsI/AAAAAAAADI4/1FzZjp0vfjQ/s640/blogger-image--119024134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kGIdn161eO0/TzoXUc92qsI/AAAAAAAADI4/1FzZjp0vfjQ/s640/blogger-image--119024134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1741049324649329195?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1741049324649329195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1741049324649329195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1741049324649329195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1741049324649329195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines_14.html' title='Valentines'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kGIdn161eO0/TzoXUc92qsI/AAAAAAAADI4/1FzZjp0vfjQ/s72-c/blogger-image--119024134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-517104348618991225</id><published>2012-02-03T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T17:50:55.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sarcasm</title><content type='html'>Best birthday surprise ever.I have the best extended family in the world.I love how nonchalant my family can be as well. Best of both worlds. (Y) Great great 21st!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-517104348618991225?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/517104348618991225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=517104348618991225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/517104348618991225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/517104348618991225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/02/sarcasm.html' title='sarcasm'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-51442748933670907</id><published>2012-02-01T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T12:36:09.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritated</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The least you could do, is show a little bit of appreciation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-51442748933670907?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/51442748933670907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=51442748933670907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/51442748933670907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/51442748933670907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/02/irritated.html' title='irritated'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5210463752828005485</id><published>2012-01-31T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T01:02:14.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>January</title><content type='html'>January cannot get any worse than it already is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the worse start, to the worse year in my whole entire existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for better days and a fabulous February. /crossing fingers &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5210463752828005485?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5210463752828005485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5210463752828005485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5210463752828005485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5210463752828005485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/january.html' title='January'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5983780035586664265</id><published>2012-01-27T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:55:21.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>Finally saw the true colours of the people around me. No one gives a flying fuck at all. They're all just pretending and being around for the sake of doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/Disgusted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beyond pissed, it's incomprehensible. I've never been this angry in such a long time and really, I'm beginning to lose hope in the people that I see and interact with day in and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big fake smiles I present to them, is killing me inside. I feel like a bloody hypocrite, smiling when I'm not the least bit sincere. Screw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online shopping makes me happy, but the decision to either click 'purchase' or to just leave it as it is, is killing me badly. Le sigh~ I wish I was a little richer, so that online shopping wouldn't been such a pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5983780035586664265?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5983780035586664265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5983780035586664265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5983780035586664265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5983780035586664265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5764157949678057982</id><published>2012-01-25T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T00:10:15.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>What hurts the most, is watching your brothers fight amongst themselves and not be able to do anything to help, or to make them feel better. And for that, I feel like an ultimate failure, especially as a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to pull myself together despite being torn apart inside. Putting on a brave front and a smile, when I'm breaking up on the inside. This feels like death, maybe worse than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish things were better, I wish 2012 was a little nicer to me. I prayed for a good year, but what I got in return was heartbreaks after heartbreaks, and the undying need to pull myself together or to put on a brave front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. Life seems so much like a nightmare than it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying doesn't solve any problems, so I'll not cry but instead be strong. I can do this for its not the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time something tries to break me apart, I just have to smile and feel better cause God will provide, he wouldn't give me more than I can carry. /trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll not cry, I'll not cry, I'll not cry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5764157949678057982?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5764157949678057982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5764157949678057982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5764157949678057982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5764157949678057982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-7368765682080329785</id><published>2012-01-24T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:32:33.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When the siblings are at loggerhead, what am I suppose to do, to make things better?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;One's so dominating, another all angry.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Caught inbetween the two, I can hardly breathe despite knowing who's at fault.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;The life I lead, the chinese new year I spend. Such a joke.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-7368765682080329785?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7368765682080329785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=7368765682080329785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7368765682080329785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7368765682080329785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/siblings.html' title='siblings'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2299102214546940314</id><published>2012-01-22T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:30:27.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lazy people should never exist. Don't order people around when you're not even making an effort to do anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2299102214546940314?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2299102214546940314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2299102214546940314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2299102214546940314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2299102214546940314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/stupid.html' title='stupid'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8806966419590410597</id><published>2012-01-22T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T00:37:03.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FantasticFour</title><content type='html'>For a life time, I promise. &lt;3&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3yVc77u3Yjc/TxrprvsZUVI/AAAAAAAADIo/-bgZM-wKkKg/s640/blogger-image-1038660008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3yVc77u3Yjc/TxrprvsZUVI/AAAAAAAADIo/-bgZM-wKkKg/s640/blogger-image-1038660008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8806966419590410597?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8806966419590410597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8806966419590410597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8806966419590410597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8806966419590410597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/fantasticfour.html' title='FantasticFour'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3yVc77u3Yjc/TxrprvsZUVI/AAAAAAAADIo/-bgZM-wKkKg/s72-c/blogger-image-1038660008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5052524504438498640</id><published>2012-01-18T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:26:46.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You cannot find someone who is more upset than me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5052524504438498640?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5052524504438498640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5052524504438498640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5052524504438498640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5052524504438498640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4708690832614389017</id><published>2012-01-18T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T10:59:02.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suspense</title><content type='html'>I hate suspense.I wish life would treat me better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4708690832614389017?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4708690832614389017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4708690832614389017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4708690832614389017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4708690832614389017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/suspense.html' title='suspense'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-9019259152661997622</id><published>2012-01-15T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:48:47.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Being down with flu at this point in time, ... really sucks. ):&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-9019259152661997622?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9019259152661997622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=9019259152661997622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9019259152661997622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9019259152661997622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/flu.html' title='flu'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3382176549918003149</id><published>2012-01-14T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T23:18:52.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6tMCI4jrRao/TxGc2TnrtzI/AAAAAAAADIg/T8G22tvi1pk/s0/2012-01-14%25252011.40.32.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6tMCI4jrRao/TxGc2TnrtzI/AAAAAAAADIg/T8G22tvi1pk/s400/2012-01-14%25252011.40.32.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know when was the last time I really stared at the board.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;The letters, scrolls and amount of encouragement I got from the board when I first made it has returned. ^^ I will be strong, positive and carry on. Life's not a bed of roses and no matter what, I'll survive.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Stick in the fight when you're hardest hit, its when things go wrong that you musn't quit."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3382176549918003149?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3382176549918003149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3382176549918003149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3382176549918003149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3382176549918003149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/inspiration.html' title='inspiration'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-6tMCI4jrRao/TxGc2TnrtzI/AAAAAAAADIg/T8G22tvi1pk/s72-c/2012-01-14%25252011.40.32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5424002848888770196</id><published>2012-01-14T07:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T07:54:46.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today's not gonna be a good day.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;You know how I hate being disturbed when I'm asleep. Worse when its for a stupid reason. I like how people expect me to not be annoyed and to get back to sleep thereafter. /sarcasminjected&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;My days cannot get any worse than it already is.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life, ... I might as well just shut the whole damn world out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5424002848888770196?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5424002848888770196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5424002848888770196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5424002848888770196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5424002848888770196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/annoyed_14.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5497760264981570024</id><published>2012-01-13T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:03:38.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I get angry for 5 minutes, time out for 2 minutes and I'm all fine.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I like how nonchalant I am towards life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5497760264981570024?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5497760264981570024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5497760264981570024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5497760264981570024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5497760264981570024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-9038296150089889914</id><published>2012-01-13T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T17:46:29.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fml</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life sucks when you have fucking insensitive people in your god damn life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-9038296150089889914?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9038296150089889914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=9038296150089889914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9038296150089889914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9038296150089889914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/fml.html' title='fml'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6348309815706478416</id><published>2012-01-12T10:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:42:40.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don't get why we bother anticipating the doctors when they give us the vibe that they're not bothered. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;The reaction we receive is beyond disgusting and I don't know what to do at times. Maybe we should be that nonchalant too. Yet, its someone so dear to us that is going through such a hard time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Is it even possible to pull through? Sometimes I question.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;The profession is not that glorious at all, I'm appalled by the standards set.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6348309815706478416?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6348309815706478416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6348309815706478416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6348309815706478416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6348309815706478416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/annoyed.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1147278341543779413</id><published>2012-01-08T10:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T10:31:00.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The most heartbreaking thing to see ... is Grandpa crying silently.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1147278341543779413?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1147278341543779413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1147278341543779413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1147278341543779413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1147278341543779413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/grandpa.html' title='grandpa'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5695974355557904326</id><published>2012-01-05T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:32:38.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>Finally watched Running Man Episode 75. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have nothing to do all over again. Le sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received the most ridiculous call early this afternoon, thank God for Aunty. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM BORED ALL OVER AGAIN. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5695974355557904326?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5695974355557904326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5695974355557904326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5695974355557904326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5695974355557904326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6256009154799508432</id><published>2012-01-04T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:23:51.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies</title><content type='html'>They lied when they say Running Man Episode 75 was coming out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, I think I'm having rashes. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6256009154799508432?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6256009154799508432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6256009154799508432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6256009154799508432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6256009154799508432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/lies.html' title='lies'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5095086755854455260</id><published>2012-01-04T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:17:24.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness</title><content type='html'>"Running Man Episode 75 will be released today! Please stay logged-in on our forums and watch out the subbed video on our site!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness from Facebook! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5095086755854455260?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5095086755854455260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5095086755854455260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5095086755854455260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5095086755854455260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/happiness.html' title='happiness'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4155217971643051759</id><published>2012-01-04T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:13:44.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>Waiting for the moment when they say &lt;strong&gt;Running Man Episode 75 Eng Sub UPLOADED&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4155217971643051759?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4155217971643051759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4155217971643051759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4155217971643051759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4155217971643051759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1231957607372234465</id><published>2012-01-04T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T13:12:01.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</title><content type='html'>I face this screen every damn day, I feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried reading TIME magazine cause I was that bored, but gave up half way cause I've read it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/dying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1231957607372234465?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1231957607372234465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1231957607372234465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1231957607372234465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1231957607372234465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6429427758765724362</id><published>2012-01-04T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T02:19:19.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>I need friends that can entertain me at any time of the day and night. Whatsapp and BBM sucked my phone's battery so fast, I wanna bang my head on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, please get me a job soon. ): I'm bored stiff cause I have nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running Man episode 75, HURRY! ): You'll take up about 90 minutes of my life. Le sigh~ I need entertainment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6429427758765724362?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6429427758765724362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6429427758765724362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6429427758765724362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6429427758765724362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2012/01/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2001640574350099147</id><published>2011-12-31T20:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:14:19.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Saying goodbye to 2011 in less than 3 hours. I'm happy, yet sad that the year is coming to an end. Ironic, yet it adds meaning to the whole idea of the coming year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As I embrace the coming of the new year, I cannot help but look back at all the things I've done. Whether it's worth it or not, I'm nonetheless glad that I had the opportunity to live through the days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Brace yourself for a long and laggy post. Pictures are ALL edited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HtATt4Md8Lo/Tv8G6GCRjVI/AAAAAAAADHo/NDI2WSoN2Iw/s1600/DSCF0170_OrtonStyle_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692276049141927250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HtATt4Md8Lo/Tv8G6GCRjVI/AAAAAAAADHo/NDI2WSoN2Iw/s200/DSCF0170_OrtonStyle_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHlzPmJ76Bc/Tv8G7Lyi0sI/AAAAAAAADHw/8HsPK8kOq_s/s1600/DSCF0171_OldPhoto_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692276067866432194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHlzPmJ76Bc/Tv8G7Lyi0sI/AAAAAAAADHw/8HsPK8kOq_s/s200/DSCF0171_OldPhoto_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I'm glad that I've got to celebrate my birthday with my beloved family and some of my brother's friends who in some ways &lt;strong&gt;CRASHED&lt;/strong&gt; the party. Whatever it is, I'm glad that I've got the chance to spend quality time with the ones I love and treasure the most in my life. ♥ Praying that 2012 would bring us closer together so that I won't feel as though we're apart at most time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsTLn9xkADs/Tv8GU6k5K-I/AAAAAAAADGA/LnHBFO0gXiI/s1600/316513_10150279515222224_627172223_7538458_439953010_n_Stenciler_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275410410744802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gsTLn9xkADs/Tv8GU6k5K-I/AAAAAAAADGA/LnHBFO0gXiI/s200/316513_10150279515222224_627172223_7538458_439953010_n_Stenciler_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long and winding journey, it has also been tough on the both of us. Having to juggle not only A levels but also 2 FYPs in a single year. I guess we're both tired of all the academic crap that we have to go through. But fret not, cause I'm always here to lend you a helping hand. I may not be the best source of help because of the field we specialise in, but, I promise to be there if you're in need of someone. 5th January and it'll be the 8th year we've known each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how life pokes fun at us time after time. But I'm glad that I'll always have you around when I need someone. Thank you for being so awesome. I love you! ♥ We'll pull through tough times together. Always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHlzPmJ76Bc/Tv8G7Lyi0sI/AAAAAAAADHw/8HsPK8kOq_s/s1600/DSCF0171_OldPhoto_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYrmml2rGoY/Tv8HAmMKVYI/AAAAAAAADIU/bF5_9N_iz_o/s1600/IMG_4194_Lomoart_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692276160852546946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYrmml2rGoY/Tv8HAmMKVYI/AAAAAAAADIU/bF5_9N_iz_o/s200/IMG_4194_Lomoart_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amyMJ-wVbZU/Tv8G7URz_sI/AAAAAAAADIA/FIacRUTm3l0/s1600/IMG_0633_PopArt_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692276070145064642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amyMJ-wVbZU/Tv8G7URz_sI/AAAAAAAADIA/FIacRUTm3l0/s200/IMG_0633_PopArt_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yloxNvMBZvY/Tv8GTw49lII/AAAAAAAADFk/XTcwdniY8bM/s1600/305216_10150365272298431_762808430_8182658_586388924_n_Grunge_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275390630696066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yloxNvMBZvY/Tv8GTw49lII/AAAAAAAADFk/XTcwdniY8bM/s200/305216_10150365272298431_762808430_8182658_586388924_n_Grunge_11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These hardworking girls never fail to stress me out. Especially when A levels was nearing. They never left their notes, making me feel incompetent time and again, trying to catch up. But life has been so much better with them around. My happy pills, especially when you're stuck in a disgusting school with a bunch of fakes. I love you girls! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AEaUFmXdxNA/Tv8Gln5Vr3I/AAAAAAAADGw/kpBq54qC1jE/s1600/387825_10150482679444185_726069184_8454473_1629455048_n_Charcoal_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275697454002034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AEaUFmXdxNA/Tv8Gln5Vr3I/AAAAAAAADGw/kpBq54qC1jE/s200/387825_10150482679444185_726069184_8454473_1629455048_n_Charcoal_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that, I'll never forget any of you. I know our meeting was a sheer conincidence and how much we didn't really think well of our friendship. I'm happy that we've fought hard to stay together and I'm proud that I've always had you in the 3 years of my life in Millennia. May we have much more special days ahead. I love you girls, a lot! ♥ You've made my life in Millennia so pleasant, I'll never forget you girls. We're the FANTASTIC FOUR! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gejt6SXwKg8/Tv8G6Ch5vQI/AAAAAAAADHY/HgVqrSIrA8s/s1600/DSCF0162_Grunge_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692276048200842498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gejt6SXwKg8/Tv8G6Ch5vQI/AAAAAAAADHY/HgVqrSIrA8s/s200/DSCF0162_Grunge_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XS-HRmuywrI/Tv8Gm3yM0PI/AAAAAAAADHI/tGokS0An2Vo/s1600/befunky_artwork_ColorPinhole_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 149px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275718898897138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XS-HRmuywrI/Tv8Gm3yM0PI/AAAAAAAADHI/tGokS0An2Vo/s200/befunky_artwork_ColorPinhole_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LonvfSSbp20/Tv8GUP_656I/AAAAAAAADF0/OeEnFZ9B324/s1600/311485_10150376963121141_563371140_10130681_1436861454_n_Cyanotype_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 149px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275398981380002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LonvfSSbp20/Tv8GUP_656I/AAAAAAAADF0/OeEnFZ9B324/s200/311485_10150376963121141_563371140_10130681_1436861454_n_Cyanotype_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the hectic schedule and the countless times that I say that I've to study, I'm glad that I'm always included in the meet ups and such. Really thankful to have all of you around to help me relieve stress time after time through our weekly dance that we had during that period of time. Thank you for always having faith in me. I love you girls! ♥ RJMS, we're the best! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2E9gNYAfVQ/Tv8GTk180KI/AAAAAAAADFc/qSz3DnDIa4Y/s1600/304453_10150257858227224_627172223_7393371_731580_n_OldPhoto_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275387396837538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C2E9gNYAfVQ/Tv8GTk180KI/AAAAAAAADFc/qSz3DnDIa4Y/s200/304453_10150257858227224_627172223_7393371_731580_n_OldPhoto_12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69PXHm37stA/Tv8GVOKnEeI/AAAAAAAADGM/kwCFmvKmj24/s1600/317113_10150329155104456_569759455_7874207_1628592008_n_ColorPinhole_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275415669215714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69PXHm37stA/Tv8GVOKnEeI/AAAAAAAADGM/kwCFmvKmj24/s200/317113_10150329155104456_569759455_7874207_1628592008_n_ColorPinhole_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually found time to pay Mr Tham a visit on Teacher's Day. So glad that I could spend some time with him, with Jennifer. It's been a long time and I'm not gonna forget Chori Chori in a long time. /laughs Thank you for being such an unforgettable teacher who's always there no matter how others doubt me. Thank you for having faith in me, I hope I haven't let you down in any way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Above all, I went for Raya outing with my beloved secondary school friends after years of haitus. Missed those girls. So happy that I could make it for their event. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k8gn0gMsvOA/Tv8F_5Yw4tI/AAAAAAAADFE/5vTg68fGBVY/s1600/249808_10150186490322224_627172223_6757107_7687485_n_Holgaart_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275049314181842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k8gn0gMsvOA/Tv8F_5Yw4tI/AAAAAAAADFE/5vTg68fGBVY/s200/249808_10150186490322224_627172223_6757107_7687485_n_Holgaart_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met my Honey Bunny in June to catch up. I swear, we only meet once a year and I'm glad that I had the chance to. It's been so long and so much has changed. I love you Honey Bunny! ♥ I'll meet you again soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQM88as5chc/Tv8Gk0HwLWI/AAAAAAAADGY/CQsVpmI4D20/s1600/320232_10150389681697559_546822558_10309178_1284867579_n_ColorPinhole_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275683555814754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQM88as5chc/Tv8Gk0HwLWI/AAAAAAAADGY/CQsVpmI4D20/s200/320232_10150389681697559_546822558_10309178_1284867579_n_ColorPinhole_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KhattarWong. I've learnt so much from these people. Their perseverence is beyond comprehension. No wonder why they do so well, scoring As and Bs, yet not being content. I really admire them and their will to always be at their best. What more can I say? The creme of the crop, there's nothing more than being thankful to them for being so willing to exchange their notes with me. I love all of you, even if we cannot meet as a whole. 2010 SAL KhattarWong ftw! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMLNxysUXA4/Tv8G8OxNhFI/AAAAAAAADII/aFMdUbIRt4M/s1600/IMG_0636_CrossProcess_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692276085846017106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMLNxysUXA4/Tv8G8OxNhFI/AAAAAAAADII/aFMdUbIRt4M/s200/IMG_0636_CrossProcess_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXzbhB12tMo/Tv8GAgGn_vI/AAAAAAAADFM/nzY_1h97yoY/s1600/252615_10150186886664327_676449326_7108056_3980349_n_Grunge_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275059707084530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXzbhB12tMo/Tv8GAgGn_vI/AAAAAAAADFM/nzY_1h97yoY/s200/252615_10150186886664327_676449326_7108056_3980349_n_Grunge_12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sasha's 19th and Roy's 20th. Times where I had to search high and low to get a present in order to please these people. Thankfully, Sasha's wasn't much of a problem because we decided a little before hand. Roy's present was sheer madness and even if he doesn't like what he got, it's given. Thank god for friends, no matter how close we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iXm_hceHwY/Tv8F-5eztII/AAAAAAAADEc/CMkbkSQ-FUs/s1600/215556_1718103272425_1233540353_31490989_3461550_n_Sunburst_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275032159663234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iXm_hceHwY/Tv8F-5eztII/AAAAAAAADEc/CMkbkSQ-FUs/s200/215556_1718103272425_1233540353_31490989_3461550_n_Sunburst_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8638Rfl78o/Tv8F_H_FnzI/AAAAAAAADEo/S9R5KoiRVOc/s1600/223463_10150181751598256_705738255_6898320_978068_n_UnitedColors_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275036053151538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J8638Rfl78o/Tv8F_H_FnzI/AAAAAAAADEo/S9R5KoiRVOc/s200/223463_10150181751598256_705738255_6898320_978068_n_UnitedColors_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Hillary's and Godwin's 18th birthday. I would say it was grand events because my 18th was nothing like that.. Hillary's was really large scale whereas Godwin's was more family oriented. But nonetheless, I had fun at the different parties. Looking forward to more celebrations! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uygJir9VOwU/Tv8Gl1E40TI/AAAAAAAADG8/NQqubuUWjSs/s1600/401706_285906908126166_100001205783252_874671_272037926_n_ImitateHDR_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275700992102706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uygJir9VOwU/Tv8Gl1E40TI/AAAAAAAADG8/NQqubuUWjSs/s200/401706_285906908126166_100001205783252_874671_272037926_n_ImitateHDR_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lE9DNmLBXJk/Tv8GlKyRRTI/AAAAAAAADGk/FwJCKnzlhxo/s1600/381011_10150453648181939_600951938_8744362_2046938938_n_OrtonStyle_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275689639724338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lE9DNmLBXJk/Tv8GlKyRRTI/AAAAAAAADGk/FwJCKnzlhxo/s200/381011_10150453648181939_600951938_8744362_2046938938_n_OrtonStyle_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas was somewhat different for me this year. It was celebrated with my family at noon and then with some from 09A1 in the evening. Thank you for having me over Blessing, I really enjoyed myself. So thankful for family and friends. I love all of you! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A BIG THANK YOU TO ALL WHO HAS CHANGED ME IN A WAY OR ANOTHER THIS YEAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'M GLAD THAT I'VE BECOME MORE POSITIVE NOW THAN I WAS BEFORE. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please continue to grow with me. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V45EZsVPkr0/Tv8F_uaJ-yI/AAAAAAAADE0/1pp_JBpkVE0/s1600/249694_10150186491552224_627172223_6757146_3659292_n_MotionColor_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692275046367230754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V45EZsVPkr0/Tv8F_uaJ-yI/AAAAAAAADE0/1pp_JBpkVE0/s200/249694_10150186491552224_627172223_6757146_3659292_n_MotionColor_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2001640574350099147?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2001640574350099147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2001640574350099147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2001640574350099147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2001640574350099147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HtATt4Md8Lo/Tv8G6GCRjVI/AAAAAAAADHo/NDI2WSoN2Iw/s72-c/DSCF0170_OrtonStyle_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5036877724765397966</id><published>2011-12-30T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T21:10:50.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>narimah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-7xkPCOC8/Tvxkvynf1wI/AAAAAAAADEQ/zNqXbXMHOUU/s1600/IMG_0793.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-7xkPCOC8/Tvxkvynf1wI/AAAAAAAADEQ/zNqXbXMHOUU/s200/IMG_0793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691534801293530882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; 20th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; MY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been 7 years and we're still counting. :D Have an awesome day cause you deserve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even if I'm not able to be there all the time, know that you can always count on me.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5036877724765397966?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5036877724765397966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5036877724765397966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5036877724765397966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5036877724765397966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/12/narimah.html' title='narimah'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-7xkPCOC8/Tvxkvynf1wI/AAAAAAAADEQ/zNqXbXMHOUU/s72-c/IMG_0793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4548701388452254771</id><published>2011-12-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:00:03.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XApyO9tgMx0/TvXzhxDS9fI/AAAAAAAADEE/VRVcXbRoVHQ/s1600/b-468565-Merry_Christmas_.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XApyO9tgMx0/TvXzhxDS9fI/AAAAAAAADEE/VRVcXbRoVHQ/s200/b-468565-Merry_Christmas_.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689721465680885234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAVE A BLESSED DAY AHEAD, FILLED WITH JOY AND LOVE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4548701388452254771?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4548701388452254771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4548701388452254771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4548701388452254771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4548701388452254771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='christmas'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XApyO9tgMx0/TvXzhxDS9fI/AAAAAAAADEE/VRVcXbRoVHQ/s72-c/b-468565-Merry_Christmas_.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3637412097332273078</id><published>2011-12-24T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T18:56:44.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritated</title><content type='html'>Don't understand what's happening to everyone at home. Having major moodswings and such. How am I suppose to deal with such people. Its so annoying and I'm beyond pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go further away if you don't wanna get along. What's a family that no one cares about? I don't need such crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas in New York, one day I'll make it there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3637412097332273078?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3637412097332273078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3637412097332273078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3637412097332273078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3637412097332273078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/12/irritated.html' title='irritated'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6999568625069717534</id><published>2011-12-18T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T13:26:15.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>death</title><content type='html'>I hate situations where I have to deal with death. I hate how vulnerable I become for whatever reasons and it feels as though I'm dying inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May you take comfort in knowing an angel is watching over you." Easier said than done, yet pleasing to the ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternal rest, grant unto him oh Lord. And let perpetual light, shine upon him. May he rest in peace. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6999568625069717534?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6999568625069717534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6999568625069717534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6999568625069717534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6999568625069717534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/12/death.html' title='death'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4886740587245854677</id><published>2011-12-07T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T14:00:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday</title><content type='html'>I know its a little early but I think I know what I want for my birthday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4886740587245854677?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4886740587245854677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4886740587245854677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4886740587245854677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4886740587245854677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/12/birthday.html' title='birthday'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8358880443438607645</id><published>2011-11-29T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:33:55.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBXGw3EA-Hg/TtZZjnGOXsI/AAAAAAAADD4/GbwUknAjk4Y/s1600/7164fd73653b1dd1_cnblue_newalbum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBXGw3EA-Hg/TtZZjnGOXsI/AAAAAAAADD4/GbwUknAjk4Y/s200/7164fd73653b1dd1_cnblue_newalbum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680826448299843266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Band Performance! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say?! DAEBAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CN to the BLUE! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8358880443438607645?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8358880443438607645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8358880443438607645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8358880443438607645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8358880443438607645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/12/mama.html' title='mama'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBXGw3EA-Hg/TtZZjnGOXsI/AAAAAAAADD4/GbwUknAjk4Y/s72-c/7164fd73653b1dd1_cnblue_newalbum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2531374550419484898</id><published>2011-11-22T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:48:34.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>I am beyond annoyed. I've been trying to watch my drama for the last hour and a half BUT it's taking forever to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired from waiting and from the lack of sleep. I feel like ripping the iTouch now, but it doesn't belong to me. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In need of a new laptop, anyone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should sleep and finish watching the drama from start till end tomorrow. Decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2531374550419484898?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2531374550419484898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2531374550419484898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2531374550419484898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2531374550419484898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-am-beyond-annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1029044536489902160</id><published>2011-11-22T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T23:00:26.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-As</title><content type='html'>Can't believe that A's is finally over! Thank you Jesus! :D and to the people who have been supporting me through this arduous journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for all the activities that are to be in place and not forgetting, the need to get a job to sustain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a well deserved break. Hooked on my drama now! I need a stupid laptop! Okay, byeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1029044536489902160?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1029044536489902160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1029044536489902160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1029044536489902160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1029044536489902160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/11/cant-believe-that-as-is-finally-over.html' title='Post-As'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6780423285598793121</id><published>2011-11-03T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T00:00:21.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>“It just didn't turn out to be the fairy tale I had so badly hoped for.” - Kim Kardashian. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6780423285598793121?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6780423285598793121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6780423285598793121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6780423285598793121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6780423285598793121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2910288571287892501</id><published>2011-10-30T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T23:23:15.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sister</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wish I had a sister so that I have someone that I can really talk to when I'm feeling like crap. Just the way I'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the point of time when you start to break down, knowing how much you've done. Thinking how worthless you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe. Hope. Achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will, no matter how broken I am feeling right now. I'll get by and wake up feeling better about myself while catching up with the time I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negativity is not an option. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2910288571287892501?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2910288571287892501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2910288571287892501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2910288571287892501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2910288571287892501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/sister.html' title='sister'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-7810108430917259515</id><published>2011-10-28T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:42:53.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alevels</title><content type='html'>Stretched to my limits but there's no one you can find comfort in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretched to my limits yet I'm still trying my best to move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretched to my limits, just trying to stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time ticks by, I'm beginning to be more afraid. Of the outcome, of the disappointment that might come my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be strong. I have to do this, I can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll fight till the end, even if it takes my life, I would survive this horrible phase that I never wanna go through ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-7810108430917259515?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7810108430917259515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=7810108430917259515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7810108430917259515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7810108430917259515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/alevels_28.html' title='Alevels'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4901493992864850752</id><published>2011-10-26T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T11:08:51.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newspaper</title><content type='html'>"Everyone reaches a point where he questions his identity and relationship with the world around him. It's even more understandable if you somehow feel apart from your peers, whether because of looks, grades or achievements. You want to know why the world doesn't value you, and wrestle with whether you should resign yourself to this injustice, or fight it. At the very least, you're tempted to see how far you can push the status quo." - Colin Goh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4901493992864850752?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4901493992864850752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4901493992864850752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4901493992864850752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4901493992864850752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/newspaper.html' title='Newspaper'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1993025970850147707</id><published>2011-10-22T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T00:08:48.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents</title><content type='html'>Lovely friends, great presents, people I'll never forget when I leave Millennia for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good times and bad times, I'll on your side forever more. That's what friends are for! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you girls; Balqis, Fazila and Hidayah! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in Millennia would have been so much worse without any of you. Thank you for walking with me through thick and thin. We might not alway have the same opinions, but I'm glad to always have you when I need someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With grateful heart, thank you. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you so bad Louis! &lt;3 &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wAeknD5TD6U/TqGZD7mbE8I/AAAAAAAADDM/3P5iJ0NnPhk/s640/blogger-image--314460663.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wAeknD5TD6U/TqGZD7mbE8I/AAAAAAAADDM/3P5iJ0NnPhk/s640/blogger-image--314460663.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1993025970850147707?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1993025970850147707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1993025970850147707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1993025970850147707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1993025970850147707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/presents.html' title='Presents'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wAeknD5TD6U/TqGZD7mbE8I/AAAAAAAADDM/3P5iJ0NnPhk/s72-c/blogger-image--314460663.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8110029349303655085</id><published>2011-10-20T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T12:33:05.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naise</title><content type='html'>Cath Kidston is my new found love! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8110029349303655085?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8110029349303655085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8110029349303655085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8110029349303655085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8110029349303655085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/naise.html' title='naise'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2282862390494212371</id><published>2011-10-16T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T01:00:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Best Friends! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the first day we met&lt;br /&gt;We were too shy to say much at all&lt;br /&gt;It's funny to think back to that time&lt;br /&gt;Because now we're having a ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that true friendship is rare&lt;br /&gt;An adage that I believe to be true&lt;br /&gt;Genuine friendship is something that I cherish&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to have met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bond is extremely special&lt;br /&gt;It is unique in it's own way&lt;br /&gt;We have something irreplaceable &lt;br /&gt;I love you more and more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through so much together&lt;br /&gt;In so little time we've shared &lt;br /&gt;I will never forget all the moments&lt;br /&gt;that you've shown me how much you cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are forever&lt;br /&gt;Especially the bond that you and I possess&lt;br /&gt;I love your fun-filled personality&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you never fail to impress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world could use more people like you&lt;br /&gt;it would certainly be a better place&lt;br /&gt;I love everything about you&lt;br /&gt;You are someone I could never replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always there for me&lt;br /&gt;When my spirits need a little lift&lt;br /&gt;I cannot thank you enough for that&lt;br /&gt;You are truly an extraordinary gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everything to me and more&lt;br /&gt;I could never express that enough&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a treacherous journey, and&lt;br /&gt;Without you it would be even more tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our story will continue to grow&lt;br /&gt;With each passing day&lt;br /&gt;Because I trust that with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Everything will always be Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so dear to me&lt;br /&gt;You know I will love you until the end&lt;br /&gt;I will always be there for you, and&lt;br /&gt;You will always (and forever) be my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Margery Wang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2282862390494212371?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2282862390494212371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2282862390494212371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2282862390494212371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2282862390494212371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1327270401718950358</id><published>2011-10-16T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:59:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fareen</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY PRINCESS! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies, it's been 7 years, 9 months and 11 days since we knew each other and there was never a point in time that I've looked back and regretted making you a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our bid to secure this friendship, we've gone through countless ups and downs to be who and what we are today. And I cannot thank you enough, for your undying love and support you give to me, when I'm most in need of it. I'll never forget how you walked with me through thick and thin, rain and shine, through the good and bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know things might be different now as compared to what we were facing earlier then, in our carefree and fearless days where everything was a given and granted cause, something that we never had to think twice about. But be sure, that we'll always remain the same, if not better. Placing us closely and tightly together, like twins that cannot be separated, like how complements and subsets are made to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, there might be many points in life that we feel like giving up, when we feel that there's no place for us any longer, when we don't have enough time for one another, when we're preoccupied with other stuff, when we try our best but don't succeed, hang in there because I know for a fact, the we have each other and that, makes everything much easier than it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have you by my side, to be my light and guide when I'm in darkness or when in doubt, is the best thing that I can ever ask for in my life. There's never a day that I don't thank God, for letting me have you by my side when the whole world crashes, leaves or are disappointed at my failures. Yet, you'll always be the one, picking up the pieces and helping me to stand up once again. To encourage me and to tell me that you love me no matter what becomes of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both good and bad times, I'll always have you around, just like I'm always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being such a wonderful friend and such a dear. For always making my life so much better than I could ever imagine. For never once losing faith in me, despite my slip ups and failures. For encouraging me whenever the rest jeers at me and puts me down. For always trusting in me and my abilities. For never once trying to put me down. For making my life so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have you, is the best thing that I've ever had. Thank you for being such a great part of my life, I would be nothing without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, I wish you all the love and blessings you have received, to deliver you, strengthen you, and enable you to scale greater heights. I love you, with every heart beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed yourself yesterday. ^^ I know it's nothing much, but you know you matter more than just these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIAI! &lt;3&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AgeBnBAqBto/Tpm6VCTYBMI/AAAAAAAADDE/jgLUx1GTSMg/s640/blogger-image-1218449810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AgeBnBAqBto/Tpm6VCTYBMI/AAAAAAAADDE/jgLUx1GTSMg/s640/blogger-image-1218449810.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1327270401718950358?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1327270401718950358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1327270401718950358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1327270401718950358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1327270401718950358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/fareen.html' title='Fareen'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-AgeBnBAqBto/Tpm6VCTYBMI/AAAAAAAADDE/jgLUx1GTSMg/s72-c/blogger-image-1218449810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-9045402877349132389</id><published>2011-10-15T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T00:59:13.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uncertain</title><content type='html'>"The trouble with love is, it can tear you up inside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really need a whole lot of motivation to keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing my best and giving my all for this last league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 24 days to the day and 37 days to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will survive, praise the Lord!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-9045402877349132389?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9045402877349132389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=9045402877349132389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9045402877349132389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9045402877349132389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/uncertain.html' title='uncertain'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-50247348201098230</id><published>2011-10-13T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T16:26:29.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone</title><content type='html'>Don't like coming home to an empty house! ):&lt;br /&gt;Its been an hour. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 days to A levels, 39 days to freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I continue with work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-50247348201098230?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/50247348201098230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=50247348201098230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/50247348201098230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/50247348201098230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/alone.html' title='alone'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4037186265491042752</id><published>2011-10-11T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T23:36:55.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder</title><content type='html'>How many can you really count on, in time to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that remains a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, let's hope things get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tired + Hungry + Annoyed) = Bad study condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow, just for GP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet to do Essay for Southeast Asia, Literature Paper 5 and Economics. /:&lt;br /&gt;Need to do something for consultation on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO THIS! /fist pump&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4037186265491042752?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4037186265491042752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4037186265491042752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4037186265491042752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4037186265491042752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/wonder.html' title='wonder'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6166320897999514157</id><published>2011-10-10T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T01:35:15.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alevels</title><content type='html'>29 days to the start, 42 days till it ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's make it or break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this, I know I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the end of A's. I'm suffocating right here, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 days, fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house is like a battle field. Praying no one comes over to celebrate birthdays or such. The dining table, is INVADED, thanks to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42 more days till it all ends. /chants&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6166320897999514157?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6166320897999514157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6166320897999514157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6166320897999514157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6166320897999514157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/alevels.html' title='Alevels'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5551302266627994591</id><published>2011-10-04T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:17:56.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin</title><content type='html'>Say hello to Gavin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He turns 5 tomorrow! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestf and I got him after my Cross Country race when I beat my personal best and my enemy flat in her face. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Bestf! Gavin and I miss you, come home soon! &lt;3&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VQ8TnUDoLIo/TosHMRe07XI/AAAAAAAADDA/_DtLQzYHXGk/s640/blogger-image--1458643432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VQ8TnUDoLIo/TosHMRe07XI/AAAAAAAADDA/_DtLQzYHXGk/s640/blogger-image--1458643432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5551302266627994591?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5551302266627994591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5551302266627994591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5551302266627994591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5551302266627994591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/gavin.html' title='Gavin'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VQ8TnUDoLIo/TosHMRe07XI/AAAAAAAADDA/_DtLQzYHXGk/s72-c/blogger-image--1458643432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-7308559028944519748</id><published>2011-10-02T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T17:10:34.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake</title><content type='html'>What do you get out of life? What have you gotten out of life? What's your aspiration, your dreams? What exactly are they, I wonder, and would continue to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are friends? What exactly are they? How are they suppose to be like? I wonder, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize after such a long time, that friends are so unpredictable, just like the weather. And sometimes, it can be more of a joke than a relationship shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ever wondered how long our friendship would last. How we would be, 10 years down the road. And just 2 days ago, I realize how much I want myself out. Out of this facade that we're caught in. You're not genuine, that's one thing for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not someone who'll give up without a fight. I fought, was beaten hands down. I've lost this very thing called a friend, who wasn't true to his/herself. Let's end it at this. It won't matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought for you, tried to be there, tried to resolve the differences, but to no avail. And I'm honestly tired, of your nonsense, the crap you try to put me through. And yes, it's time to fight back, to resist and to do things the way I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I please you, or should I say TRY to please you when you're really, not worth it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship wasn't built over night. Yes, that's one thing for sure. But it wasn't built on solid foundation either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're unhappy or such, you could have voiced it out. But you chose to keep it to yourself, so don't blame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for going around to tell others how horrible I am, I'm honored to be a topic that people would discuss about. It just shows how immature you are and really, it's not gonna bother me much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of time day, I can safely say, that I've done my best to keep things going. I can assure myself that this is the best alternative from the treatment I've received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one that would abandon my friend of diss them, but that was the last freaking straw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-7308559028944519748?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7308559028944519748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=7308559028944519748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7308559028944519748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7308559028944519748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/fake.html' title='Fake'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3278132389011426788</id><published>2011-10-01T15:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T15:30:51.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>Not gonna fight to retain this relationship anymore. You're really not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want to, be what you feel like being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care, anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3278132389011426788?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3278132389011426788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3278132389011426788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3278132389011426788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3278132389011426788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/10/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5179621515462799430</id><published>2011-09-28T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T00:10:59.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parachute</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Forever And Always - Parachute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sitting at the table&lt;br /&gt;The hours get later&lt;br /&gt;He was supposed to be here&lt;br /&gt;She's sure he would have called&lt;br /&gt;She waits a little longer&lt;br /&gt;There's no one in the driveway&lt;br /&gt;No one's said they've seen him&lt;br /&gt;Why is something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;She looks back to the window and suddenly the phone rings&lt;br /&gt;A voice says something happened and she should come right now&lt;br /&gt;Her mind goes to December&lt;br /&gt;She thinks of when he asked her&lt;br /&gt;He bent down on his knee first and he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly&lt;br /&gt;We'll grow old together&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She pulls up to the entrance&lt;br /&gt;She walks right to the front desk&lt;br /&gt;They lead her down a million halls, a maze that's never ending&lt;br /&gt;They talk about what happened, but she can barely hear them&lt;br /&gt;She tries to keep a straight face as she walks into the room&lt;br /&gt;She sits by his bedside, holds his hand too tight&lt;br /&gt;They talk about the kids they're gonna have and the good life&lt;br /&gt;The house on the hillside where they would stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay there forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly&lt;br /&gt;We'll grow old together&lt;br /&gt;But always remember&lt;br /&gt;Wether rich or for poor or for better&lt;br /&gt;We still love each other&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she gets an idea and calls in the nurses&lt;br /&gt;Brings up the chaplets&lt;br /&gt;And he says a couple verses&lt;br /&gt;She borrows some rings from the couple next door&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's laughing as the tears fall on the floor&lt;br /&gt;She looks into his eyes and she says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Through the good and the bad and the ugly&lt;br /&gt;We'll grow old together&lt;br /&gt;But always remember&lt;br /&gt;Wether happy or sad or whatever&lt;br /&gt;We still love each other&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finishes the vows, but the beeps are getting to slow&lt;br /&gt;His voice is almost too low&lt;br /&gt;As he says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;Please just remember even if I'm not there&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love you forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Bestf, with love. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5179621515462799430?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5179621515462799430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5179621515462799430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5179621515462799430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5179621515462799430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/parachute.html' title='Parachute'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5005335645547777575</id><published>2011-09-26T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:38:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser</title><content type='html'>I think I'm the biggest idiot who's constantly trying to sustain relationships. /loud sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5005335645547777575?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5005335645547777575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5005335645547777575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5005335645547777575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5005335645547777575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/loser.html' title='Loser'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1870247887267388756</id><published>2011-09-26T02:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T22:37:56.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whataboutnow</title><content type='html'>What About Now&lt;br /&gt;Chris Daughtry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadows fill an empty heart&lt;br /&gt;As love is fading,&lt;br /&gt;From all the things that we are&lt;br /&gt;But are not saying.&lt;br /&gt;Can we see beyond the scars&lt;br /&gt;And make it to the dawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the colors of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And open up to&lt;br /&gt;The ways you made me feel alive,&lt;br /&gt;The ways I loved you.&lt;br /&gt;For all the things that never died,&lt;br /&gt;To make it through the night,&lt;br /&gt;Love will find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is breaking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;To start a new day.&lt;br /&gt;This broken heart can still survive&lt;br /&gt;With a touch of your grace.&lt;br /&gt;Shadows fade into the light.&lt;br /&gt;I am by your side,&lt;br /&gt;Where love will find you.&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love, it never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're here,&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've come this far,&lt;br /&gt;Just hold on.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to fear,&lt;br /&gt;For I am right beside you.&lt;br /&gt;For all my life,&lt;br /&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;What about today?&lt;br /&gt;What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;What if our love never went away?&lt;br /&gt;What if it's lost behind words we could never find?&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1870247887267388756?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1870247887267388756/comments/default' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3991345679115922614</id><published>2011-09-24T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T20:33:03.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackberry</title><content type='html'>Got myself a new phone. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's still Blackberry. Not the one I'm dying for, but better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB Pin: 2732142F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is me, being thick skin. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4JVIaB9v0-k/Tn3N_twFeeI/AAAAAAAADC8/tSyV2OCnMYc/s640/blogger-image-1234874307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4JVIaB9v0-k/Tn3N_twFeeI/AAAAAAAADC8/tSyV2OCnMYc/s640/blogger-image-1234874307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3991345679115922614?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3991345679115922614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3991345679115922614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3991345679115922614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3991345679115922614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/blackberry.html' title='Blackberry'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4JVIaB9v0-k/Tn3N_twFeeI/AAAAAAAADC8/tSyV2OCnMYc/s72-c/blogger-image-1234874307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8511507444725987111</id><published>2011-09-24T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T01:13:04.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Rebel, Zirca, Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing with my life when the rest of the world are enjoying and doing things that they like. Why can't I be like any of them? /sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be known as the 'lousy' one to this group of friends, the 'smarty pants' to the next, the 'nerd' or the 'bookworm'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of these labels and I don't need to like in such misery. I might be studying when you guys ask me out, but it's not because I enjoy the damn process of cramping and mugging when I have the liberty to go out but instead, that is what is demanded of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think that I'm just finding excuses to not hang out and to make all of you feel 'stupid' because you guys have all the time in the world. But I honestly am not. What do I gain, from thinking of you guys as such? Nothing but more heartache because I know for a fact, the you guys no longer understand me the way you did back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pointing fingers at anyone. I'm just upset that you people think of me this way. I really can't please the whole world even if I try my utmost best to and it would really be nice if you guys don't take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the capacity to leave as and when I want to, and for good. Don't put me on that situation because I don't wanna play favorites or choose between one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sick of these crap. If you insist and choose to believe that I'm making excuses to not meet you, then we'll leave it at that. I'm not gonna try to even justify myself for fear that I might just give up on you and what you're gonna say. My conscience is clear and if you have a problem, we'll deal with it after my A levels. For now, buzz off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8511507444725987111?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8511507444725987111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8511507444725987111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8511507444725987111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8511507444725987111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5682590342625016708</id><published>2011-09-23T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T23:00:43.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#</title><content type='html'>I don't get why people put hashtags for EVERY DAMN THING! Like seriously?! -.- Do you have nothing better to do? /roll eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I'm being such a bitch but I think I've had enough of hashtags here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone's pissing me off so bad cause it's lagging and hanging, I need to get it replaced, SOON! I'm so irritated at how it lags when I'm trying to load something. Hopefully Jeremy's home after his shift, after he wakes up from slumber too. I guess he'll be going out. /sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr, can't even freaking type fat cause it'll hang and waste my time plus effort having to type it over again. Pissed beyond the skies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is not on my side and I believe I'm having an allergic reaction. Having major difficulty breathing, I feel as though I'm gonna die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to freaking study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5682590342625016708?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5682590342625016708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5682590342625016708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5682590342625016708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5682590342625016708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_23.html' title='#'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8036121176265907129</id><published>2011-09-23T02:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T02:42:03.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Feel something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever held in pain to the point where it seemed like you didn't care? &lt;br /&gt;you could've sworn you were crying, &lt;br /&gt;but when you went to wipe tears away there was nothing there? &lt;br /&gt;Going through life empty. &lt;br /&gt;Just letting the world pass you by. &lt;br /&gt;Numb to any feelings, &lt;br /&gt;just wishing you could die. &lt;br /&gt;See I feel like this daily. &lt;br /&gt;so lost I don’t know what to feel. &lt;br /&gt;When in fact I do feel pain, I cant believe that it’s real. &lt;br /&gt;so as I lay my head down tonight, &lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and pray. &lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will give me guidance &amp; to maybe feel someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joyce Alcantara © &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8036121176265907129?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8036121176265907129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8036121176265907129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8036121176265907129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8036121176265907129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-9032404292571110903</id><published>2011-09-23T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T01:53:31.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>Completed Hotel Dash in 2 days. I must be crazy. With the highest score for each level, I conquered 40 levels with difficulties here and there. I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could adopt this in my life, when it comes to studying. Determination, focus, resilience, strength and motivation so as to succeed. Easier said than done. No doubt, action proves louder than words and I've got to act on what I set out to do now before its too late. If not for myself, then for the people whom I love and want the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will survive, I will strive. I can do it! Even if I screw my Prelims real bad, I will work hard towards my goal - A levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 days to the mighty A's! Fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to start saving so that I can go on a shopping spree in Thailand. Really don't know how my money flies away time after time when I don't go out or use it often. /: Maybe there's a big hole in my wallet that I've never realized. /:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed time now, need to get 7 essays done by tomorrow and work on some research for tuition. /yawn I can do this, fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a week and I'll be alone for a week. /:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-9032404292571110903?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9032404292571110903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=9032404292571110903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9032404292571110903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9032404292571110903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-283079515172281140</id><published>2011-09-22T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:50:42.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation</title><content type='html'>Nanny's soooooooo cute! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanny: Will you be home tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, I have tuition in the evening though. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanny: Alamak, must boil water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Implied meaning: I'm water barrel. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-283079515172281140?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/283079515172281140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=283079515172281140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/283079515172281140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/283079515172281140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/conversation.html' title='Conversation'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6789948818308699617</id><published>2011-09-22T01:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:31:01.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fareen</title><content type='html'>&lt;small&gt;Before you judge, I'm not lesbian.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was beyond amazing and no words can actually comprehend how happy I am. Thank you Baby! &lt;3 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie (Johnny English), Sakae Sushi, Singapore Flyer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect date, time well spent with the one I love. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was awesome, the food satisfying, Frolick was yummy-licious. What more can I ask for when I saw the Muttons, Divian (melts) and Jacqui?! :D To end it off, we enjoyed the view in our very own capsule on the Flyers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I ask for? :D Perfect date, perfect company, everything fell into place and I'm thankful. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder what life would be, without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how we're so different in many ways but still have that very connection that brings us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our slow yet undying and steady relationship, was not built over night but through the weathering of both storm and rain, before I would ever affirm myself, that you're the best thing that's ever been mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life, I think I would have died without you. Thank you for never giving up on me all these years, and for enduring my whiny nature and mood swings. Thank you for always standing by me throughout the 7 years, I'm so blessed and thankful to always have you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you! &lt;3&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-u-Q_vkC6lMw/TnodjNHAyKI/AAAAAAAADCw/aOWdh8LT0Rg/s640/blogger-image-1868733618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-u-Q_vkC6lMw/TnodjNHAyKI/AAAAAAAADCw/aOWdh8LT0Rg/s640/blogger-image-1868733618.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-28PWd7bWWY0/TnodjvlJ4kI/AAAAAAAADC0/x1lFTw9TLgI/s640/blogger-image--2044114582.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-28PWd7bWWY0/TnodjvlJ4kI/AAAAAAAADC0/x1lFTw9TLgI/s640/blogger-image--2044114582.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6789948818308699617?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6789948818308699617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6789948818308699617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6789948818308699617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6789948818308699617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/fareen.html' title='Fareen'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-u-Q_vkC6lMw/TnodjNHAyKI/AAAAAAAADCw/aOWdh8LT0Rg/s72-c/blogger-image-1868733618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3154537108318150884</id><published>2011-09-19T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T23:40:15.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Distracted</title><content type='html'>Trying to cramp as much as I can into this pea brain of mine and it's been going on fine until I lost concentration because I forgot if it's suppose to be x-efficiency or x-inefficiency. Super angsty for no apparent reason, I can bitch slap myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the papers to end tomorrow so I can sleep the whole day and then work on my tuition homework. 5 AQ and 1 summary is no joke at all. Le sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to get back to my books soon. But now, a deserved break for concentrating earlier! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will survive! I can do this! FIGHTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever, forever and always. Through the good and the bad and the ugly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you like a love song Baby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs that are stuck in my head. /faint They better not distract me when I do my papers tomorrow. If not, it's gg.com/forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyy, time for a mini break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3154537108318150884?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3154537108318150884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3154537108318150884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3154537108318150884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3154537108318150884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/distracted.html' title='Distracted'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1012102847184525789</id><published>2011-09-19T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:56:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>I have all the symptoms of being stressed described by the DJs on 98.7FM. /faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn weird like how I hear about my knee condition on the TV. /faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literature Paper 5 and Economics Paper 2 tomorrow. My last shot at redemption and the deciding factor to what I wanna achieve. /praying hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired from the lack of sleep, my eyes swelled this morning. It started last night actually, but got worse today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying cramp all that I can into my head for Economics but it's like not here and there. Need to find alternative ways of memorizing. Writing is not only killing my hand but also the poor trees. /laughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my expensive pens in less than a week. /: $5 gone just like that! /heart pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, need to hit the books again and then nap before waking up to continue studying. I can do this, just less than 24 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/yawns So tired but I need to persevere. I can do this!! Fighting! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1012102847184525789?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1012102847184525789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1012102847184525789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1012102847184525789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1012102847184525789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/stress_19.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1519186594994829671</id><published>2011-09-17T11:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T11:31:04.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jetlag</title><content type='html'>Lyrics to Jet Lag :&lt;br /&gt;(feat. Natasha Bedingfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;(Go jet lag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it where you are?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you more than anything&lt;br /&gt;Back at home you feel so far&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for the phone to ring&lt;br /&gt;It's gettin lonely livin upside down&lt;br /&gt;I don't even wanna be in this town&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to figure out the time zones makin' me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say good morning&lt;br /&gt;When it's midnight&lt;br /&gt;Going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this bed&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to your sunset&lt;br /&gt;And it's drivin' me mad&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;And my heart heart heart is so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;Heart heart heart is so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;Heart heart heart is so jetlagged, so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time is it where you are?&lt;br /&gt;5 more days and I'll be home&lt;br /&gt;I keep your picture in my car&lt;br /&gt;I hate the thought of you alone&lt;br /&gt;I've been keeping busy all the time&lt;br /&gt;Just to try to keep you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to figure out the time zones makin' me crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say good morning&lt;br /&gt;When it's midnight&lt;br /&gt;Going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this bed&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to your sunset&lt;br /&gt;And it's drivin' me mad&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;And my heart heart heart is so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;Heart heart heart is so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;Heart heart heart is so jetlagged, so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;(ohhh ohhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you so bad) I miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you so bad) I miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you so bad) I wanna share your horizont&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you so bad) And see the same sunrising&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you so bad) And turn the hour hand back to when you were holding me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say good morning&lt;br /&gt;When it's midnight&lt;br /&gt;Going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this bed&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to your sunset&lt;br /&gt;It's drivin' me mad&lt;br /&gt;I miss when you say good morning&lt;br /&gt;When it's midnight&lt;br /&gt;Going out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Alone in this bed&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to your sunset&lt;br /&gt;It's drivin' me mad&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so bad&lt;br /&gt;And my heart heart heart is so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;Heart heart heart is so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;Heart heart heart is so jetlagged, so jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;(Ohhh) So jetlagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Bestf, with love! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1519186594994829671?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1519186594994829671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1519186594994829671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1519186594994829671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1519186594994829671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/jetlag.html' title='Jetlag'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6774907956999282048</id><published>2011-09-17T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T00:27:33.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>"Never let another person's negativity cloud your own sunshine."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6774907956999282048?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6774907956999282048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6774907956999282048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6774907956999282048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6774907956999282048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4937826346458095248</id><published>2011-09-15T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T22:10:39.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember</title><content type='html'>"He makes all things beautiful, in his time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord please show me everyday, as you're teaching me your way. As you do just what you say, in his time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4937826346458095248?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4937826346458095248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4937826346458095248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4937826346458095248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4937826346458095248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember.html' title='Remember'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6470918141551589904</id><published>2011-09-15T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T16:00:43.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Spent the day sleeping cause the throbbing headache that intensified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my 5 minutes of memorizing before I knocked off worked cause I still remember it by hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna continue memorizing for tuition. And then back home to mug. Need my other papers to save me from condemnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puffy eyes and fat face cause I just woke up. I look like a swollen nutcase. /exaggeration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to get things done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I should get some bubble tea before or after tuition but it's so unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll stick to having Mr Bean. /calls Mummy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6470918141551589904?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6470918141551589904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6470918141551589904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6470918141551589904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6470918141551589904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6027061635706398745</id><published>2011-09-15T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:10:59.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>You're the best thing that's ever been mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6027061635706398745?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6027061635706398745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6027061635706398745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6027061635706398745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6027061635706398745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3463616905882030411</id><published>2011-09-14T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:54:30.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>You get your hopes high up and then crash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life's a joke, don't take it too seriously."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the best thing you could say after I feel as though I've screwed my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it's funny, or that's your way of encouraging me, forget it! I'll rather you not say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying for the best! /cross fingers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3463616905882030411?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3463616905882030411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3463616905882030411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3463616905882030411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3463616905882030411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-6141864099137944617</id><published>2011-09-13T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:29:16.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>You're quite smart to come back at strategic times but I'm sorry. It's not gonna work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you a chance, presented you with clueless opportunities, but you didn't treasure it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: DO NOT GIVE IN, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to study again, Economics and History. /faints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: you don't even have rights to demand anything from me so shut the hell up and buzz off. Stop being a damn pest cause it's annoying the living daylights out of me. I'm not concerned about your life, so why should you try to meddle in mine when you know you're insignificant? /roll eyes &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-6141864099137944617?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/6141864099137944617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=6141864099137944617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6141864099137944617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/6141864099137944617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8092918465694904303</id><published>2011-09-13T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T19:52:39.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>I need a hug, badly! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to tell me a joke so that I'll laugh like some mad person and forget what I'm going through now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Bestf, really do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8092918465694904303?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8092918465694904303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8092918465694904303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8092918465694904303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8092918465694904303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2916260705593369070</id><published>2011-09-13T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:18:33.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>Every time I try to piece what I wanna say together, I find myself stuck at many points, thinking how I should get my point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to be there like before, but I can't. I'm trying to love you more with each new day, but it has proven too difficult. I'm trying to give myself that very chance, but I'm not prepared to face the truth. I'm trying, I really am, but will it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I type a thousand and one words, I find myself backspacing everything. I find myself cringing from the realities of life, I really don't know what's real and what's an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a paper to sit for in 8 hours, but here I am, thinking of how I'm gonna get by. Am I gonna do alright. Are the lessons that I've attended and the consultations that I've gone for, have they prepared me to face this hurdle in my life. What about the mighty A's then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how hard I've tried, but the results are not there for me to be decided upon. I wonder how much effort goes into perfection. If it's really the 1,000 hours that matters, I would make every second count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck, wonders, gifts. There's more to life than these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate exam periods cause stress causes me to be negative and that's really the last thing that I need right now. I need to get home as soon as the paper ends and brace myself for a whole day of mugging because Economics and History are on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school has such great and strategic planning, I really don't know what to say. In any case, I'm praying for the best. I'm praying that I'll be able to get by somehow. I'm praying for tranquility and a peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need to mug a little more with an empty stomach that's growling non-stop and then hit the sack. Maybe I should hit the sack before waking up early to absorb more. I don't know, I'm decide in 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. Please pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2916260705593369070?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2916260705593369070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2916260705593369070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2916260705593369070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2916260705593369070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4657618732355140412</id><published>2011-09-11T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T00:52:03.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowwwwwww</title><content type='html'>The blogger app is AMAZING! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4657618732355140412?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4657618732355140412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4657618732355140412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4657618732355140412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4657618732355140412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/wowwwwwww.html' title='Wowwwwwww'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4023309500949522731</id><published>2011-09-09T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T01:23:35.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestf</title><content type='html'>Happy 21st Bestf! :D ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you soooooooooooo much! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, come home soon! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/big huggggggg and many kisses ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4023309500949522731?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4023309500949522731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4023309500949522731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4023309500949522731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4023309500949522731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/bestf.html' title='Bestf'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1129317433490666959</id><published>2011-09-07T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T19:07:34.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erased</title><content type='html'>/delete&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1129317433490666959?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1129317433490666959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1129317433490666959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1129317433490666959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1129317433490666959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/erased.html' title='Erased'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1114234795056491416</id><published>2011-09-05T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T00:25:00.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>Less than 100 pages to Wuthering Heights but it seems as though I'm going through hell, reading the novel all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done nothing productive AT ALL! I wonder what I'm thinking about sometimes. It's like, I don't even understand myself and why I put myself in stupid, retarded an regrettable situations when I can safely save my ass beforehand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the question I put to myself: What's your worth? What do you want to achieve in life? Are you gonna get there with all that you've done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1114234795056491416?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1114234795056491416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1114234795056491416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1114234795056491416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1114234795056491416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2103350277677775279</id><published>2011-09-03T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T01:09:45.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unproductive</title><content type='html'>Completely unproductive day. /sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more to life than the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much time wasted that cannot be retrieved. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to get back on my feet once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positivity! I will survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwaiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2103350277677775279?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2103350277677775279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2103350277677775279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2103350277677775279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2103350277677775279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/unproductive.html' title='unproductive'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8061367328352321828</id><published>2011-09-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:02:27.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teachers</title><content type='html'>I haven't felt this happy in a long long time. I love the time well spent at Tanglin, catching up with Daddy Tham and hanging out with Jenn cause we're the only ones who were free to head back to Tanglin and I wouldn't wanna give it a miss like I did last year, thanks to exams and Project Work, which was a total whore to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad and heartened that the people who were once there for me, can still relate to me and understand what I'm trying to bring across. I miss being in Tanglin, I miss all the fun and such. I don't mind waking up early to head to school and such, I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could turn back time. To the time where I had the most fun, the time of my life, without having to worry or bother about this and that cause I'll always have someone to count on no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss every bit of Tanglin, every memory is deeply engraved within my heart and I'll continue to strive and do better, for those who has never once thought of giving up on me despite the downfall that I have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always being there to pick me up when I fall, and never leaving me there to bleed myself dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; these are things you'll never experience where you're at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Teacher's Day Mr Tham! :D You're the BEST teacher, EVER!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Teacher's Day Mrs Adina Ong! :D You're the one that never gave up on me despite the complains you've made against me, time after time.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Teacher's Day Mrs Khan! :D You're the BEST tutor ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do appreciate my teachers in many ways but there are some who should drop dead and die this very second. Such people shall NOT be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God grant me patience, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for A levels to end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8061367328352321828?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8061367328352321828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8061367328352321828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8061367328352321828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8061367328352321828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/09/teachers.html' title='teachers'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5318765973184986705</id><published>2011-08-31T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T00:28:38.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I've done enough cause I know for a fact that I could have done much more and given it my best instead of the results I have now. So disappointed with myself, I know I can do more and better but I denied myself that very opportunity when the whole world would have grabbed hold of it. How stupid can I get? Really, how stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP in a few hours. I don't know if I'm prepared or not, after all the time I've put into this and my constant emphasis on GP at the expense of other subjects. I'm scared, really scared, like shit scared! I really wanna do well, but scoring 10 or 11 for content without SQ and AQ, is scaring me badly. I know it's only over 19, but I know I'll panic when I'm under stress that I might not even be able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicing paper after paper's not the best way out now. I should get some sleep and brave myself for tomorrow. I can do this! I know I can do it. Yes, I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, J's been popping up lately. /: I need to do something about it, fast! /stop thinking Don't know why, but he always pops up when I'm feeling all stressed up. I think I'm gonna die. MUST STOP THINKING ABOUT JERKS AND CONCENTRATE ON MYSELF AND DOING WELL. Ironic and stupid, but I miss the person that you use to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all, xxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5318765973184986705?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5318765973184986705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5318765973184986705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5318765973184986705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5318765973184986705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/scared.html' title='Scared'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4950361737686612514</id><published>2011-08-29T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T23:56:50.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defeat</title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not enough for you to come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4950361737686612514?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4950361737686612514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4950361737686612514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4950361737686612514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4950361737686612514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/defeat.html' title='Defeat'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-9217279945501960275</id><published>2011-08-29T00:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:35:55.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>You have no idea how much it hurts to see you like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the person that I use to know? Where has she gone to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-9217279945501960275?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/9217279945501960275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=9217279945501960275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9217279945501960275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/9217279945501960275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/overwhelmed.html' title='Overwhelmed'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1909183877532112018</id><published>2011-08-18T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T23:49:20.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complains</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I don't feel appreciated enough as an individual. It's like, I'm constantly being taken for rides after rides and I hate how people treat me and make use of me, thinking it's bloody okay it's so freaking not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm human, I have feelings. I love and breath, just like you and I have my own opinions and life. There's only so much i can do and I wanna do all that i can, and give it my all. I don't wanna end up regretting like I've been all my life. I don't want to, I honestly dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But time and again, I find myself being put into situations thats never in my favour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw everything, let's not go further. Sometimes, I dont feel that I belong anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when positive thinking makes you despair, you feel more out of place than you ever would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my worth?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1909183877532112018?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1909183877532112018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1909183877532112018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1909183877532112018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1909183877532112018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/complains.html' title='Complains'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3923601267748353461</id><published>2011-08-07T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T00:18:56.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tools</title><content type='html'>In all honesty, I don't get why you demand so much for someone who's just a 'friend' to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck do you take me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop the mind fucking cause you're in no position to even talk to me, let alone debate with me over stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to be more educated and see the world differently and I've given up on that. You're just, not worth the time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, I almost directed my tweet "What's your worth?" in reply to you. I must have been that pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3923601267748353461?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3923601267748353461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3923601267748353461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3923601267748353461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3923601267748353461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/tools.html' title='tools'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4903031251952703555</id><published>2011-08-05T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T09:04:54.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend</title><content type='html'>Friend: A person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection typically exclusive of family relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you fit and in what ways have you showcased such characteristics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day in and out, all you've ever done is to insult and manipulate me, to the point that I feel as though i'm just a puppet to you. I know you have capabilities but so do I. So what rights do you have, to insult me and make me feel low and weak when you're no better as an individual. Try standing in my shoes and think from my point of view. Sometimes, I'm just putting up with you and in all honesty, I am sick of the way that I'm being treated. I'm not a freaking animal, I am a human with dignity and pride, just like you. So what makes you think that you can trample over me and make me feel like a fool time and again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call yourself a friend, and at many times a true or best friend, you've really got to ponder over why I'm reacting this way. There's obviously a damn reason for it cause we're not people who would snap as and when we want to. I'm obviously provoked to the point that I feel the need to break free from the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I find you so scheming and manipulative that I feel like tearing the mask that we're both wearing. But sometimes, you've just got to pioritise cause this is life, and just break free when you have the opportunity to. It's called defense mechanism and not an escape as you might perceive it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If best friends do things to hurt you, then they shouldn't be called best friends, let alone a friend. "A friend in need is a friend in deed." Ironic how this phrase describes you to the bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I hate you, it's the things you do that's pushing everyone away from you.  And yes, try harder if you want to get me down cause it isn't working. I'm stronger than you think. Get a life, friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4903031251952703555?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4903031251952703555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4903031251952703555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4903031251952703555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4903031251952703555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/08/friend.html' title='Friend'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2945976699620867894</id><published>2011-07-28T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T00:19:26.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Is it enough to die? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody save my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be anything but ordinary, please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2945976699620867894?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2945976699620867894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2945976699620867894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2945976699620867894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2945976699620867894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-5726354214213170876</id><published>2011-07-17T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T00:43:47.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SomethingBorrowed</title><content type='html'>I honestly hate it when people take my stuff and don't put it back in it's original place. It's like, excuse me! I did a favor by lending it to you, so why can't you make it an effort to put it back in it's original place? Like seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm making a mountain out of a molehill, but I really hate it when my things are not in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's already so screwed and unaligned to conventional beliefs, I don't need simple things to annoying the living daylights out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, super irritated now. I should sleep before I get cranky and sleeping becomes a time of reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. I still want my stuff in place!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-5726354214213170876?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/5726354214213170876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=5726354214213170876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5726354214213170876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/5726354214213170876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/something-borrowed.html' title='SomethingBorrowed'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-7651002969669326206</id><published>2011-07-09T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:42:59.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiai</title><content type='html'>I had a great day today, despite the fact that we were doing our own stuff more than half the time. But I'm glad you accompanied me and sat there with me for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Aiai, forever and a day. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-7651002969669326206?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7651002969669326206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=7651002969669326206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7651002969669326206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7651002969669326206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/aiai.html' title='Aiai'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4240887891903422234</id><published>2011-07-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T23:31:30.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Don't lay our love to rest &lt;br /&gt;'cause we could stand up to you test. &lt;br /&gt;We got everything and more than we had planned, &lt;br /&gt;more than the rivers that run the land. &lt;br /&gt;We've got it all in our hands. &lt;br /&gt;Now it's all for one and all for love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4240887891903422234?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4240887891903422234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4240887891903422234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4240887891903422234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4240887891903422234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/lyrics.html' title='Lyrics'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-730949882238184175</id><published>2011-07-07T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T23:23:08.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>"For your smile that always brings summer, and trying to smile always even when it rains in your heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Sunshine, really do! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-730949882238184175?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/730949882238184175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=730949882238184175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/730949882238184175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/730949882238184175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-8862372276833252120</id><published>2011-07-07T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T22:59:47.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>When was the last time that I was really happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-8862372276833252120?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/8862372276833252120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=8862372276833252120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8862372276833252120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/8862372276833252120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-7585181183421590830</id><published>2011-07-04T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:46:29.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human</title><content type='html'>I honestly don't know what I'm feeling right now. I don't know if I'm happy, sad or just ruined. Maybe I'm in between each and every feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a complete flop now. I'm not done with revision, I have two papers to sit for tomorrow and i'm no where near confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I feel like crying my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm made by mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-7585181183421590830?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7585181183421590830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=7585181183421590830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7585181183421590830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7585181183421590830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/human.html' title='Human'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1299685372442628953</id><published>2011-07-03T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T23:31:21.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>And you just keep coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, why now?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1299685372442628953?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1299685372442628953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1299685372442628953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1299685372442628953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1299685372442628953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3234213973451514811</id><published>2011-07-02T02:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T02:03:46.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15</title><content type='html'>After 15 months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3234213973451514811?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3234213973451514811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3234213973451514811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3234213973451514811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3234213973451514811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/15.html' title='15'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-4799092975042743503</id><published>2011-07-01T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T00:21:10.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relations</title><content type='html'>I wish I had the courage to end it there and then, but all I could do, was walk away, praying that things would be like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the old you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to take papers one after another when I'm feeling lousy feels like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nice if you could see things from my point of view. But it seems like academic is not your source of fun or inspiration that you just "throw" me aside when I'm in need of encouragement, while struggling through papers after papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I admit, that I'm sick of all these. All the waiting, all the heart break, all the lies. It hasn't been easy at all, surviving on these for more than a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think, it's really time to let go before I go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was spent well, thinking and finally making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that you're not gonna be the one's who'll stand by me in times of trail, I know you're not gonna walk with me through bad times. I know you're gonna leave me sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've decided that it'll be good if we put an end to these. And so, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello July, it's a new start for me. Please go easy on me! I know this is gonna be tough, but I'm gonna survive this and be happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-4799092975042743503?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/4799092975042743503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=4799092975042743503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4799092975042743503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/4799092975042743503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/07/relations.html' title='relations'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2469012397995821336</id><published>2011-06-28T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:51:15.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sister</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I wish I had a sister, or someone who could at least understand. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2469012397995821336?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2469012397995821336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2469012397995821336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2469012397995821336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2469012397995821336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/06/sister.html' title='sister'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2594803004985204335</id><published>2011-06-26T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T22:31:06.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, you amaze me. Is your future not important or am I bothering too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop caring and just do what I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not gonna appreciate what I've done till things go wrong anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I even care, seriously! WHY SHOULD I?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2594803004985204335?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2594803004985204335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2594803004985204335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2594803004985204335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2594803004985204335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/06/hopeless.html' title='Hopeless'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-1239856194256418653</id><published>2011-06-26T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T22:13:59.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>"When your stomach starts to churn, and you feel that all hope is lost, remember that I'm there, to take you by the hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not you to give up. Where have all your optimism gone to? What's there to fear, when I'm with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I promise to be there? Haven't I been looking out for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're better than this, you know you're worth much more, you know I've never really left you, maybe just for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, ain't we back together again as one? Have no fear my dear, we'll conquer this together. You and I are in this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are, there I will always be. Whatever you do, I'm there and it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm in your heart, there's never a day that we've been apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith my dear, have complete faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you by the hand like before, and walk with you through your darkest days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to be your light and guide, that very sunshine in your eyes and I will live up to it, no matter where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you, you know I'm there, you know I haven't left yet, just guiding you through the cloud that float by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missyou as much as you do, never forget that, we're never apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I, will be together, forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Bestf, if you ever come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-1239856194256418653?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/1239856194256418653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=1239856194256418653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1239856194256418653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/1239856194256418653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/06/dream_26.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-7336975304469843029</id><published>2011-06-26T21:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:19:33.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Erased</title><content type='html'>/delete&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-7336975304469843029?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/7336975304469843029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=7336975304469843029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7336975304469843029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/7336975304469843029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/06/erased.html' title='Erased'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-3315070063899070335</id><published>2011-06-23T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:44:46.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony</title><content type='html'>If you think I'm a hypocrite and a fake, then what are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's people like you that amaze me so much, I'm left speechless cause it's so demeaning to rebut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna talk about others, please do REALISE that you're no better than them and as individuals, we make mistakes and have our flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're only human, what do you expect? Us to always be the best and never fail? Be realistic before people start leaving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's the best in everything, (we just try to be at our best) we all slip up once in awhile and you definitely have no rights to criticize me because you're no better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say whatever you want to okay? Do it on Facebook since I have no access to it, do it on Twitter where I can see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/roll eyes moment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-3315070063899070335?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/3315070063899070335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=3315070063899070335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3315070063899070335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/3315070063899070335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/06/pool.html' title='Irony'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14747918.post-2133675946955259936</id><published>2011-06-23T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:11:27.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fact</title><content type='html'>I talk too much when I'm excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14747918-2133675946955259936?l=-lifesucks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/feeds/2133675946955259936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14747918&amp;postID=2133675946955259936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2133675946955259936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14747918/posts/default/2133675946955259936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://-lifesucks.blogspot.com/2011/06/fact.html' title='Fact'/><author><name>MARTHA!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05002295193068359523</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j5XbR_S_DD8/S3ZeGM3zyoI/AAAAAAAACNo/IvhO1xjc0dw/S220/DSC00542.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
